If I was an alligator…

Am I the only person who wonders what it would be like to not have all of my responsibilities? Yeah, maybe I’m still just upset about my workload being doubled since I came back from vacation.

Either way, sometimes it’s just nice to pretend you have no worries, no stress, no responsibilities. You know? So, if I was an alligator…

If I was an alligator…I wouldn’t get punished for taking a vacation.

If I was an alligator…I wouldn’t have to pay taxes.

If I was an alligator…I wouldn’t have to worry about whether my ass is too big or not.

If I was an alligator…I wouldn’t have to wait in traffic.

If I was an alligator…I wouldn’t have to go grocery shopping.

If I was an alligator…I wouldn’t have to prepare for the impending Zombie Apocalypse.

If I was an alligator…I wouldn’t have to budget so anally and try to stretch our money like it’s taffy.

If I was an alligator…I could just be.

 

Okay, YOUR TURN: If you were an alligator…

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